"What Causes Us to Decide That One Day - This Day - We Will Do Better?"

Miracles are everywhere... if we notice them. We are effected by them or not. We are motivated by them, or not. What causes us to wake up one morning and know that things will be different, that today we will indeed approach our goals. Expect the brush of life to meets your dreams, on a canvas of miracles. Why not? Why decide that dreams being met, are for other people?

"What Causes Us to Decide That One Day - This Day - We Will Do Better?"

What changes us?

What makes us decide one day
that this day
we will do better?

This day
we will meet our goals.
This day
we will smile on everything
as if we were seeing it for the first time.
This day
we will take time out
for our own selves.
This day
we will climb that emotional mountain
that seemed inconceivable
yesterday.
This day
we will do what we had only hoped
we would do the day before.

This day we will FLY.

Within this very second
we will find what was missing
caused us to hesitate
one breath before.

We miss the serendipity of life
sometimes.
We plan
and fret
and spin our wheels.

Sometimes we miss
that our dreams are being fulfilled
right in front of us
and we walk past them.

We work hard to meet our goals
but fall short of noticing
that 'spectacular'
is within reach
and oft times all around us.

Why not I accept spectacular things happening?
Why not?
Why not see excellence?
It truly is all around us.

Within every morning there is a sunrise
and the evening brings the colors
of a well spent day of a sunset.
The moon is right there in its place
blessed by a zillion stars.

Stars shine and twinkle
within the very same galaxy
stars turn in opposite directions
as if to secure their individuality.

Looking onto a landscape
off in the distance
mountains take on a purple hue.
Trees and plants awaken with the change of season.
Rivers move toward the ocean
wildlife is as healthy as we care to make it.
What an opportunity.

Expect the brush of life
to meets your dreams on canvas of miracles.
Why not?
Why decide that dreams being met
are for other people?
Mentors come into our lives
to show us the way.
We stretch our minds and hearts
or not.

Today can be a spectacular
as YOU want it to be,
simply by noticing
and listening to your heart.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
22 April 2009

"Euphoria" 36x48 oil on canvas by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen.

If you are interested in the original contact Monkdogz Urban Art http://www.monkdogz.com


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"From Inside An Open Grave My Lily Did Escape"

"From Inside An Open Grave My Lily did Escape"

Lily opened her eyes from sleeping
lest death take her ore
and rob her of her own breath
this grave
opened up toward hope.
Remembering all
in conflict
wound or victory
thus
Lily spoke:

"Let me be a snowflake
drift in the wind
connect with the atmosphere.
Solace
solace
floating till I reach another wound
past this one.
This one is too hard.

Healing.
Let me know that space
no one around
freedom to dance over oceans
feet never even touching
its liquid whispers
at all.
Yes
I want to fly that high.
I don't care what you say.

I met a sea lion once
he sang along with me
as I ran across the beach.
At first I felt afraid
as magic entered too close.
How could I possibly be that free?
And then?
I melted into it.
Not one other soul around
to deny me
my own tongue
worrisome
broken
setting boundaries
silent to forbidding
if only for a time.

Am I strong enough
To get that back?
Does the breeze tell me I'm OK?
Am I thirsty enough
to stretch past my own clauses?
Am I visible
to me
at all?

How black can the sea be?
How far is the sky?
Might I capture those stars?
How empty, how full
how long
how many times will I commit
to being my own self?

Stars do turn in different directions
within their same galaxy.
Perhaps I am too judgmental.
Wouldn't that be OK
for me too?
Choices to not just embrace
but become their living shadows.

The mystery combs my hair
cleans my body
brushes my teeth
scrapes every single barnacle
away
when I let it.

How lonely is that dragon
or is he in fact
really OK?
Has he gone on to march in parades
under the sea
without me?
Is it really true
what doubters say?

Silver Strand
forever glistening
I hear it still
and I need to
get back.

There is a sandcastle there
the tide cannot overtake it
the magic forever saved
deep inside
my mind.
Dragons yes
they live forever.
And everyone else is a lier.

In moment of doubt
transgressions plotted
It crossed my mind.
It's maybe true
what insecurities say
I might just be addicted
to every unknown fall.
Unsure
standing still I see them
attaching themselves to me
stubborn on my face
will I ever recognize my soul?
Will I ever come up for air?

Masked recusers died in the Fall
I saw them changing
their minds.
All of those promises
dropping to the ground
brown
raked up
and burned before winter.
Singing
earthquakes come here too.

I wanted to run
to that other side they talk about.
With blood in my ears
I realized
they were mistaken
plagued
by their own determination
that was actually indifference
to love.
Because
oh
they forgot to be kind.
I thought that was the message.

No matter
a dragon awaits me
I felt him breathing
once
on the Silver Strand
Tis not a poor desert flower
in a jar.
No.
I set my table
candle lit
messages unmarred.
And each and every breath
I now take
reflects a sacred note.
My dragon lives forever
with in that grave and out."

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
28 August 2008

My career has ALWAYS been art. It has up and downs, for creativity is a very tempestuous lover. Some days I hate it, but I cannot help myself. I succumb to its relentless outbursts that include too many colors to ignore. Not always perfect but always striving.

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The image is "Bronze Nude 1" 24x36 oil on canvas. It can be found at Barebrush:
http://www.barebrush.com/Artists/ALB43e.html

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